"Heh heh, Young Master, you're a genius, just the thing to cure this bastard of his gambling habit!" Lei Hu said with a grin.
Zhou Pengfei knew that his sins were heavy, and, trembling, he picked up the dagger and chopped it down fiercely onto his hand.
"Ah!" Zhou Pengfei let out a wail, blood spurted out, and a hand flew off.
"I'll help you with the other hand!" Lei Hu picked up the dagger and cut it off with one swift motion.
"Ah, my hand!" Zhou Pengfei, now with both hands ruined, fell to the ground, his body trembling, continuously howling in pain.
Lei Hu wiped the blood off the dagger, and looked on with disdain. "Your blood has sullied my dagger!"
"Old Lei, let's go collect debts!" Ye Wudao said indifferently, hands behind his back.
"Heh heh, coming!" Lei Hu nodded in response.
"Ye Wudao, Brother Lei Hu, wait for me!" Lin Chunchun called out with flushed cheeks.
...
"Young Master, this should be VIP room number one!" Lei Hu pointed at a private room and said.
